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THE WORDS I WOULD SAY 2

I woke up this morning feeling like there was something I had to say that I wasn’t saying. I felt like I owed you a few words. I am tired of waking up every morning and feeling there is something I am holding something back from you. So I put my computer on and started writing the words I would say. As you read this imagine I was sitting right in front of you, and I am speaking these words to you.
I’d tell you just what you mean to me and how much I appreciate you and your presence in my life, and then I’d tell you these simple truths.
You’d wake up some mornings and feel like you’ve nothing to be grateful for, life can be pretty disillusioning. But do not forget, you have everything to be grateful for. At that moment you might not feel that way but count your blessings and name them one by one then it would surprise you how much you have to be grateful for. This may be difficult sometimes; you might even say “I have never had a miracle in my life”. But consider the words from these words: Life is like a gift wrapped up for you every day, the sun coming up and shining so bright and disappearing again at night is a miracle. Every raindrop that falls is a remarkable miracle; every single breath you take is a miracle. I know what it is to feel like that sometimes. So just remember these little miracles and be grateful for them, maybe you’d see that you are in the big picture of miracles.
Never say what you don’t mean to say. Never say “I love you” when in reality you detest that person, never say I miss you when on seeing him/her you just said “here we go again”. Never say I’m sorry when you are not- I’ve once had to deal with this feeling, mean what you say, it could save you a lot of trouble.
The words I would say… Cry. There is absolutely nothing wrong in crying, it starts the grieving process in most of us, it tells God just how we feel, it tells me there is a place I don’t want to be or there is a feeling I don’t want to have. Crying is good, it’s natural, but just make sure you are crying for the right reasons and to the right Person.
Never trade your peace of mind for anything (I’m speaking from a human point of view). It might be a quarrel or squabble or anger but don’t let it rob you of peace of mind, make peace with all men at all times, it saves the cost of going to make things right.
I have lost something, I know you have. And it meant so much to me just as it meant so much to you. But that is not enough reason to carry a long face like it is the end of the world. Yours might even be someone close and dear to your heart. But remember that in the long run, you found something, a habit, a talent, a lifestyle and a change that you would never forget. The next time you lose something, just look at the big picture. Everything happens for a reason, what happens to you isn’t an exception, find that reason or sit it out.
Figure out the right thing to do and then do it. People will always talk that much is certain, but what they say affects you only when you let it or give it permission to. So keep that in mind the next time you are doing something: is it the right thing? Then think: I know people would always talk therefore I am going to do it anyway.
What’s the point of making mistakes? You might say it is to learn from them. Well you are right. We learn from mistakes, not necessarily ours, I mean you don’t have to bite the cake to know its sweet or you don’t have to take poison to know it kills. Look around you, there are people everywhere, maybe even family. They must have made mistakes, some probably regret it, and others don’t. But I’m sure they’ve made mistakes, just like you and I. They could learn from you, you from me, me from you, us from them, them from us. That’s the point of making mistakes, it’s so that no one makes them again. But I guess life is a little bit more complicated than that, right? Wrong, baby steps, then it gets easier. SO take risks, calculated risks, intuitive risks, just make sure you are not idle. And when you do make mistakes, don’t lay there like a wounded lion, but rise to your feet and learn from that mistake.
Priority is a very important factor in life. What, who do I want at this point in my life? Whatever is the answer to the above questions is called priority; what or you place before any other. Love is a feeling which must never be underestimated. For me love is the determining factor for priority. I give utmost importance, attention and urgency to those and things that I love. Don’t you? Set your priorities right. It will reflect the things you love, and the things you love will reflect your priorities.
Live everyday as you ought to; it just might be your last. Take a look around you, can you figure out what’s important? Yes people, people are important. Never look down on anybody, that girl or guy could play a major role in your life one day. Never forget people, they just might be your helpers tomorrow. Never throw away an opportunity to make peace, cause you might never see some people in this life again. Never be an orchestrator of quarrels, because you might never settle them even if you want to.
To be continued…

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